Titled Sword Immortal of Douluo

"Your Majesty the Pope: Tang Hao has been secretly protecting Tang San."

In a secret room in the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong looked at the first sentence on the secret letter in her hand, frowned slightly, and continued to look down.

"Zhao Wuji, the deputy dean of Shrek Academy, bullied Tang San during the admissions test. Tang Hao beat him up that night, and Zhao Wuji was beaten into a pig's head. The Pope only needed to inquire about this piece of information You’ll know right away.”

This secret letter is very short, consisting of these three sentences.

But just these three simple sentences made Bibi Dong frown deeply, and thought to herself that some actions might not be possible.

Bibi Dong looked at the end of the secret letter, where the sender's name was. There were only two words, 'Su Qin'.

Seeing these two words, a look of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She originally ordered to destroy this boy, but the people below sent the message incorrectly, causing the plan to fail.

This kid attracted the attention of the Tiandou Empire, so much so that the Wuhun Palace threw a rat weapon against him.

Although they had been taking some actions over the years, the Tiandou Empire sent people to secretly protect Su Qin. As a result, Wuhun Palace lost some manpower and had to temporarily give up the action to deal with that kid.

It was not until two years ago that Platinum Bishop Salas sent a secret message that the titled Douluo was sent to Juhua Pass, and the results were in line with expectations.

Now that this boy sent a secret message directly, she was a little surprised.

"Go and find out if Zhao Wuji from Shrek Academy has ever been beaten into a pig's head."

Bibi Dong's cold voice sounded. At the same time, she lit the secret code in her hand with the kerosene lamp on the table and threw it into a brazier nearby.

This letter was reduced to ashes in the flames.

"Yes."

A somewhat dry voice sounded, and then a figure quickly disappeared.

In this secret room, peace once again returned.

Five days later, the shadow returned and said respectfully to Bibi Dong: "Your Majesty, this is indeed true."

Bibi Dong frowned, waved her hand and said, "Go down."

"Yes."

The black shadow quickly disappeared from Bibi Dong's eyes.

Bibi Dong bit her lower lip with her silver teeth and said, "Damn Tang Hao!"

……

a few days later.

The master dressed in civilian clothes came to the main gate of the Pope's Palace after being inspected by the guards of Wuhun Palace.

"stop!"

Two temple guardians wearing silver armor blocked the master's way, and the remaining one hundred temple guardians raised their weapons at the same time.

The person who spoke before spoke again: "This is a forbidden area, if you take one step closer, you will be shot without mercy!"

Although he was stopped by hundreds of guards whose strength was obviously higher than his own, the master's expression was still as indifferent as usual. He slowly raised his hand and showed the elder token in his hand.

The person who spoke earlier looked at the elder token in the master's hand and was shocked. He quickly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "See the elder."

Seeing their boss acting like this, the other knights guarding the temple followed him closely, kneeling down on one knee and saying respectfully: "See the elder!"

"Take me to the Pope."

The master calmly stated his purpose.

"Yes!" the leading palace guard knight said respectfully.

Immediately, he walked in front and took the master to the meeting hall of Wuhun Palace.

The meeting hall of Wuhun Palace is very large, approximately thousands of square meters, and the decoration inside is magnificent.

But the master didn't pay much attention to that. He just sat quietly on the chair, calmly drinking the fine tea, eating the exquisite snacks served, and quietly waiting for the arrival of the Pope.

About half an hour later.

The three-meter-high arch slowly opened inward, and a beautiful woman with a short stature but a curvy figure appeared there.

Her skin is fair and she has an almost perfect appearance. Wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

Her body exudes intangible nobility and sanctity, making people unable to help but feel the emotion of worshiping her.

This person is none other than the current Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.

"You are waiting outside without my order. No one is allowed to disturb you."

Bibi Dong glanced at the guards outside the door and ordered.

"Yes!"

The guards saluted respectfully.

The door was completely opened, and Bibi Dong slowly walked towards the hall.

The master's eyes also left the cup after cup of fragrant tea in his hand, and looked towards the woman.

When Bibi Dong walked into the hall, the door behind her closed naturally. There were only two of them in this huge meeting hall.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and there was no spark. Instead, they reminded them of some good and bad memories, and some complicated emotions appeared in their eyes.

Bibi Dong stopped and the scepter in her hand fell to the ground with a soft 'ding' sound. She said, "Why did you come to me?"

The soft voice sounded, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

Many complicated emotions flashed through the eyes of the master. He put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up, and said in a somewhat complicated voice: "My eldest disciple Su Qin wants to join Wuhun Hall. Is that what you want?"

Bibi Dong suppressed the excess emotions in her heart and said with a straight face, "Yes. Is this why you came here to ask?"

The master took a deep breath, suppressed his inner emotions, and said, "Please take good care of him."

A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and she said: "I naturally have to treat a genius like Su Qin well. After all, he is the future mainstay of my Spirit Hall."

Listening to Bibi Dong's words, the master breathed a sigh of relief. With Bibi Dong's assurance, Su Qin's life in Wuhun Hall would at least not be too sad.

The master added: "Bibi Dong, I have one more thing to ask for."

Bibi Dong's eyes changed slightly, but she quickly suppressed her and said coldly: "Bibi Dong? It's not you who said it, I almost forgot this name. Please call me Pope, or call me Your Majesty. Still. Say, is this the tone you use when asking for help?"

Listening to Bibi Dong's words, the master felt a flash of pain in his heart and a wry smile on his face.

The master restrained his emotions, tried to look as calm as possible, and said: "His Majesty the Pope, I have something to ask of you."

A complicated expression flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes, and she said, "You have something to ask me for? This doesn't seem to be your character. It seems that time will indeed make a person change. Just tell me."

The master didn't explain, just like he didn't explain to Flanders before he begged him. For the sake of his disciples, he was willing to let go of some of the things he held on to.

"His Majesty the Pope, I want to know how you got through the difficulty of having twin martial souls?"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed, but she quickly understood. She shook her head and said, "You don't need to know this."

The master said: "I have accepted a disciple, and he has been practicing with me for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he has a twin martial soul like you. This child is extremely talented, and I hope to train him to become a strong man. "

"Why should I help you? Do you want to train a strong man to fight against me in the future?" Bibi Dong's voice was no longer as soft as before, but became extremely cold.

The master said solemnly: "Of course not. As long as you are willing to tell me how you did it in the first place, I can guarantee you that my disciple will never go against Wuhun Palace in his life!"

Bibi Dong looked at the master's appearance, shook his head and said: "It turns out that there are things that you, a master of theory, don't know. But, Yu Xiaogang, you'd better give up. I won't tell you."

The master raised his head, stared at Bibi Dong, and asked in a deep voice: "Why?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and smiled: "It seems you don't know yet. However, you don't need to know. You'd better give up. I won't tell you."

The master was stunned for a moment, his mind started to work quickly, and after a while he figured it out. He shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the conflict between Tang San's father and Wuhun Palace has reached an irreconcilable level."

Bibi Dong's eyes were very calm, and she was not surprised at all that the master guessed this. Said: "You are still so smart. Just go, I don't want to see you again."

The master nodded silently and walked towards the door without saying anything.

Bibi Dong looked at the master's leaving figure, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.